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About the author:
I LOVE DISNEY WORLD! It is absolutely my favorite place to be… I would live there if I could afford it and I pray that one day can afford it because I am moving in and I will never leave.
What inspired you to write your book?
I am obsessed with Royalty and wanted to be apart of their lives so I wrote about it. Now am.
Here is a short sample from the book:
We walk past a closed room, and I can’t help but ask about it. Only because he is so eccentric and sex-crazed that he has led my mind to go directly to the gutter of the new fad of adult playrooms.
“What is in here, your playroom?” I ask playfully as I reach out and touch the knob to the door in order to gauge his reaction.
“You could refer to it like that,” he returns with a lift of his brow, waving me on to open the door.
My heart feels like it is beating out of my chest because now I am scared. I am such a wimp. Nevertheless, if what is behind this door is a sex playroom I am out of here. Seriously, that is just too much for me, especially if he has swings, whips, chains, and leashes. Any one of those objects takes things too far in the notion of enlightened sexuality. I mean, to each his own, but I’m not down with it.
My heart is racing, and my mind is a whirl.
Please don’t be some sex chamber with ghost of whores past and present. Pleassssee.
Stephen pushes me out of the way when I halt with my hand on the door, and then he swings the door open pulling me through behind him. We enter into another sitting room that is much bigger than all of the others. It has an enormous fireplace with a bank of computer stations and a humongous television to one side. On the other side, there is every gaming console known to man in front of a very comfy brown lived in leather couch and a couple of brown club chairs and another smaller, none the less huge television.
He guides me in past the sitting area into the biggest bedroom I have ever seen. Everything in it is very modern, giving up on the regal French décor of every other room in the house. The bed is like a land mass of dark wood. I have never seen anything like the construction or the size of the bed. There is also a black leather chaise lounge and a couple of black leather club chairs that sit on either side of a massive dark wood dresser.
OMG! Thank the angels above. It’s just a bedroom. ONE HUGE FUCKING BEDROOM!
“Your bedroom?” I whisper aloud, in comprehension of where we are.